Nagihiko glanced at Adrien, seeing him looking at the window, but waits to ask until Marinette has left. "What?" he asked, softly, quietly.
There was a young woman at the door in a poofy blue dress, her blond hair curled at the bottom, a hair clip off to one side. "I am looking for the manager of Kitty Section, would you be Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" she asked in flawless unaccented French. She was holding a briefcase and was clearly trying to look older than her appearance suggested. She was probably only about 17 or 18. Her smile looked older, though. It was, like the smiles of some adults, not as open as she might have wanted it to seem, it was almost professional, with only practice needed to bring it to that point. But professional in the competitive office sense, rather than customer service.
And to Tiki she would feel similar to how Yaya and the others felt.
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Date: 2020-11-01 07:24 am (UTC)There was a young woman at the door in a poofy blue dress, her blond hair curled at the bottom, a hair clip off to one side. "I am looking for the manager of Kitty Section, would you be Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" she asked in flawless unaccented French. She was holding a briefcase and was clearly trying to look older than her appearance suggested. She was probably only about 17 or 18. Her smile looked older, though. It was, like the smiles of some adults, not as open as she might have wanted it to seem, it was almost professional, with only practice needed to bring it to that point. But professional in the competitive office sense, rather than customer service.
And to Tiki she would feel similar to how Yaya and the others felt.